The Rembrandts — Hang On Clementine

It rained the night away, the day I left the mine A banjo on my knee, Susannah don't you cry Our wagon lost a wheel, along the rocky wind I'll make it up to you, my darlin' Clementine Hang on (hang on), Clementine Hang on, Clementine Hang on (hang on), Clementine Hang on, Clementine I sold the farm for gold-That's how the story tells Against your very will, I bought a wishing well-Yes I did! The days indeed were hard, and fortune was not mine I will return to you, my darlin' Clementine Hang on (hang on), Clementine Hang on, Clementine Hang on (hang on), Clementine Hang on, Clementine Hang on (hang on), Clementine Hang on, Clementine Hang on (hang on), Clementine Hang on, Clementine